It all starts with one hour a day. Nothing great is built without this commitment and discipline. Four years ago, I woke up seriously unhealthy. I had spent my entire life serving others. Working ridiculous hours, raising children, helping in my community, helping my family and friends, baking cupcakes, doing other people’s laundry, dusting furniture, paying bills, coaching, driving, cooking, correcting, watching, helping…. “to infinity and back” to quote Buzz Lightyear.
On March 23, 2013 I crashed. I was driving to get my hair cut and realized I didn’t like my life at all. I was overweight, had high blood pressure, terrible interpersonal relationships, double checked on decisions I was making, had no self-love, appreciation or confidence. I had become the person who everyone first asked for help from. I was the first one to jump if the fire bell rang. I was the “drop off” AND “pick up” parent. I was the doer and very good at it. I was an expert in being selfless. It had become my identity. It was slowly killing me. I was giving more than I was receiving and my wellness bank account was in serious default and going more into the red every day.
As I was sitting in the chair, watching the hair I loved fall on the floor because someone I cared about, made a comment “woman my age shouldn’t wear their hair long.” I actually took their opinion as fact and handed them the power to influence a decision I…
